The time turner around Harrys neck shattered sending his soul back in time; where his body could not go. When Harry finds himself in a ten year old body; in his aunts garden he vows to do things right this time and save everyone he lost. First he needs to make his friends into the new Marauders and convince the sorting hat to unite him with his own alternative to Sirius Black.

What if Scott and Stiles hadn't separated that night in the woods? What if both boys had been bitten? Would things have played out differently? Or end in the same amount of loss and pain? *Eventual Sterek*

As Harry's name is entered into the TriWizard Tournament, Severus Snape suddenly makes sense of several little bits of previously ignored information about the Potter Brat, and offers assistance to Harry and his trusted friends.

Harry looks like Lily instead of James, the Dursleys aren't fat, Snape is nice, Dumbledore is evil... Future Drarry, Rated T just in case. Future Lemons! Weasley Bashing!

Derek sighed again, "There's something Stiles needs to understand" he said "It's a known fact that Werewolves are very possessive. That's why Lydia and Allison haven't been targeted because they smell like their mates – like pack" Stiles' eyebrows furrowed "Why don't I smell like pack" he was clearly offended. "It's quite hard to smell like pack when you're not a wolf or sleeping

The war has ended, school has resumed, and Harry Potter has finally come back from an extended leave of absence. Harry has learned a great deal in his adventures around the world and intends to learn even more this year at Hogwarts... Including learning everything he can about a certain blond.

One good turn always deserves another. Apparently. Epilogue compliant/AU. HPDM slash but some canon het along the way. Please trust me - I promise the epilogue will not bite you.

Harry can't take the emotional strain of Sirius's death and begins cutting. A few weeks later he decideds he needs a new look. At school Draco wants to join Harry in his look. This is a plotless drabble I wrote for fun, has no logic or any sense at all..

The anual Slytherin and Gryffindor Seventh year bash is going on, the group heads to a body shop, randomness ensues, made for laughs

Just when I thought you couldn’t find any other ridiculous places to drive a rod through…'HPSS SLASH!